(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


18 September

I'm trying to figure out how it is that I love the E True Hollywood Story so much, especially when it's about a show rather than about a person, and I will watch it no matter what show it is about.

This week I've watched shows about Gimme a Break (a show that I have never once watched), Survivor (a show that I have never once watched), Magnum P.I. (a show that I rarely watched), Facts of Life (a show that if I ever watch, it was accidentally), and Miami Vice (a show that I, you guessed it, rarely watched).

Not only that, but I had seen the Miami Vice and Magnum P.I. ones already, and I might have seen the Facts of Life episode twice before!

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I've been so upset about Omar the past few days, it's been really awful. He's been pulling away, he's been distant, and of course I thought that it was about me. Now it turns out that it wasn't about me, that it was about other huge issues in his life that are coming to a head, and when things are getting big, he always pulls away. And I always think it's about me. But it isn't.

Tracing says that it's a good thing, that I'm not supposed to be the one solving his problems, that if what he's doing is taking care of his issues so that he can be clean and whole again, then it's a good thing. That's as may be, but I still want to be the one in whom he confides, whom he leans on. Even if it isn't my job.

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(vote for my jones soda label!)

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Today's horoscope:
Too much back-and-forth wears out your browser or stereo. The equipment may be faulty, but there's nothing wrong with your memory. See the signs before making that same mistake again.

One year ago today:
I do think, though, that my first thought about how it was impossible that my neutered male cat could give birth to puppies was that he and the dog that the puppies resemble don't like each other.

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